Monday, 14 October 2024

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Two

Miss Pancake 



Because it is our remember all our good things day, we did not have to go to work. 

That is a good day I think. 

Zita and I were very busy this morning.

After our walk we got the house all ready for our cousin Lucy to visit. 

So Zita went downstairs with the noisy clean the floors machine.

But I stayed upstairs so I could help Craig eat his breakfast muffin. 

It is not very warm today, so there is lovely warm air coming right out of the special holes in the floor. 

When Zita was finished we went for a long before lunchtime walk. 

And we looked at all the beautiful coloured trees.

After I had my lunch the fast car took Zita downtown to give back some not so very beautiful dresses.

I stayed here to mind Craig. 

He had some of that yellow bread for his lunch. 

It is all very yellow because the people made it from tasty corns.

Maybe it was the corns from our farm. Maybe.

Niamh was at the other cottage with Mister Tyler.



And yesterday she was shooting at a big box. 

But she did not shoot any people. Not even by accident.That is good. 

When it was just the right time for second lunchtime Craig made a very big peanut butter and honey sandwich.

And he used the brand new very tasty round like a ball bread. I got a tasty chewy piece. 

Then I went back to sleep. 

When Zita got home she had two big bags of food. That was a good idea.

Then she went to Professor Jill’s to borrow the dangerous cut the grass machine.

So she could make the grass all the same size.  I do not know why. 

Craig and I had a nice relax. 

It always takes Zita a very long time to do this job.

Because everybody she knows wants to talk to her.  

We had pies in pots for dinner tonight. 

And I got a bit with lots of very delicious meat, and a green bean too. Ha.

Then we watched our detectives and Zita had tea and biscuits and Craig had another coffee and cookies. 

That was out because it was a holiday desserts. 

Then we went to bed. 

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